Untitled :: 2005-05-15
In this crowded place
You defined a face
From which you recognize
The illusions
For which you fall
Fixed for a moment
The clarity
You call your own
Disturbed the silence
I used to live
Disrupting the air
I used to breathe
A perfect alignment
Of stars gazed at
Masking the sounds
Delightful
Throwing us around
I predicted the ending
It was written in the sky
I closed my eyes
A mistake I made
So many times before
I walked away
And reached for the door
Found back the silence
I used to live
But choked on the air
I used to breathe